Quality Inn And Suites Tradewinds Fort Bragg

... thick. Rob.. Big Bad Sweet Rob couldn't evenwhere the Russian River hits the Pacific Ocean. *******n the coast is beautiful. finish ONE!<br><br>Then we went to meet G&amp;J (Rob's parental unit) in Guernville and headed for Jenner where the Russian River meets the Pacific Ocean. *******n the coast is beautiful. And an eventful drive it was....<br><br>After driving for about 15 minutes we got slowed down by a gorilla driving a vintage mercedes ...

... it seems to mean anything that doesn&#8217;t involve beards, hats and rhinestones. Then again the music choices (OMD, the Mode, ABC, the Ballet, the Banshees and so on through classic eighties British music) are what I collect on my iPod under the &#8216;indie&#8217; genre which is just as inaccurate and meaningless. Best moment of the day was hearing the Jones (ok that doesn&#8217;t work) Howard Jones again for the first time in an age.

Within minutes of arriving at the Beachcomber, I asked myself why not stay over another day and rest up my hands from the exciting switchback excursion. I have to say that despite exercises specifically to keep them in good condition, my hands remain the longsuffering victims of really long or arduous roads. So I did stay over and spent the day ...

... grab my wet vest when I got to the next gas station fill-up. <br>By the time I did that and returned to the bike sitting on the parking lot, the temp was 102. Whoa. I couldn't get to the rte 1 junction with the coastal rte fast enough. Then I had 23 miles of sharp curves the sign said. It was not exaggeration. Could not make time. Switchback deluxe time.<br>I was delighted as the temp dropped ...

... of stop and go for 20 miles. As we got closer to the Golden Gate bridge so did the fog as we crossed the bridge it was barely visible due to the heavy fog just our luck! We then attempted to go in the view point on the north side of the bridge only to find it filled with people just like us and no parking was available so we continued on our journey to Ft Bragg. In our planning we thought it would be great to travel up the ...

Spent three nights at the Glendeven Inn in the Briar Rose Room with a fireplace and a balcony with a view of the ocean. The inn is great and the innkeeper is really helpful, but getting there was a long trip over the mountains, across the valley and through the woods. There was no phone in the room, but there was a phone available for guests in the storage area ...

... pair of earplugs in my pocket but I thought it would be bad form to put them in. In the afternoon, I found Fort Bragg's beach and it was wonderful. The sky was bright blue, the sun shining, there was a gentle breeze and not too cold. I sat on the beach looking out at the breaking waves and thought 'My dream has been completed by being at this beach'. I hope you like the photos. After the breach I went down to the harbour and saw the sea lions in my photos. At first ...

... used to work for this company in San Diego. But back to the point- We also saw a local pizza place right behind our room called D'Aurelio &amp; Sons Pizza (sounds very authentic huh?). After checking out the reviews online from our room, we decided that we can have pizza from a place like Roundtable anytime so we chose the local place which was a very short walk across the street. The food: Incredible ...

... to go to a peep show (as the hostel is in the red light district), so we did. It was very funny and the girls kept talking to us through the windows as we were travellers! We returned to the hostel to see if we could find anyone - it was only about 9pm but we thought it was a lot later. After agreeing for MIchelle to pierce my belly button (which she didn't by the way) I passed out, blaming it on the sun but it was actually the Drambuie's I had drunk earlier!

... below and the wall of a sheer rock face that towered above on my right. From time to time I came to a spot where there was room to park on the ocean side of the road. By switching the engine off and rolling down the windows I could hear the surf crashing on the rocky beach far below. It was good to leave the van to sit on a rock, to listen and feel suspended in time and space, to see the scene with my ears and imagination. I'll never know which is more impressive ...